A/n: sorry for the extremely long wait. I have been v. busy. You know with school, which by the way, I have 2 weeks off of!!!!! And Christmas shopping! I spent like $200!!!!! If not more. So anyway…no with the story.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or his world. And as you see above, if you sue, I have nothing!
Rating: PG (not really but better to be safe)
Dedicated to: KK, my beautiful beta, and plot bunny lender!
Chapter 2: Pondering
He was in shock. Who had sent this? It hadn't been signed. He read it again, and again, and again. There had to be a clue in there somewhere as to who had sent it. He whispered aloud "It's him and I alone". Well the only people, or girl rather that he spent time alone with was Hermione, and she was happily with Ron.
Then he thought again "…him and I alone". He tried to think of some other girl he spent lot of time alone with. Then it came to him. "Ginny…" he whispered aloud. It had to be her. She was the only one, other than Hermione that he spent time alone with. He had been tutoring her in DADA, (not that she needed it) at Dumbledore's request. Dumbledore thought she needed desensitization to what would happen in combat. Harry was already out fighting when he was needed. That was the deal with Dumbledore, Harry would go to school, and only fight when needed. Ron and Hermione were doing the same. Dumbledore had pulled some strings at the Ministry of Magic and had been able to have Ginny take a test to move her up a year so she could legally fight in the coming final battle (probably in the coming summer). But since Ginny was a year younger Dumbledore thought she needed the desensitization. The four were also attending Auror training four nights a week.
To tell the truth Harry and Ginny had been spending quite a lot of time alone together, since Ron and Hermione were always off on their own. Either Harry would tutor her more, or they would study in general or just hang out. It was when this started that he started falling for her. He had never realized how fun she was. Or how beautiful, smart, or interesting. Always just 'Ron's little sister' until then. Harry thought this might have been part of the reason Kya had broken up with him. She saw the way he loved spending time with her, and how he looked at her. But apparently Ginny hadn't.
He was happy around Ginny, he really was. He hadn't been happy for so long. Not only was he unhappy lately but scared. The battles were getting worse and more intense every time. And the final battle was coming soon, everyone knew it and was preparing in their own ways. If it were up to Harry or Dumbledore, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny wouldn't fight but their fierce loyalties to them both and the wizarding world in general wouldn't let them stay out, they were going to fight, there was no way around it.
Harry was brought back to the land of the living by a particularly loud snore from Neville's bed. He finished dressing all along thinking about the letter. As he climbed into bed and lay down, he held the letter above his head and reread it. "It has to be her" he thought as he tucked it under his pillow, and drifting off to sleep.
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Harry awoke next morning late, very late. He cursed as he got out of bed and stubbed his toe on Ron's bed. Everyone else was gone. "Bloody Ron! Why didn't he wake me?" he grumbled as he stumbled into the bathroom to dress. He had to skip showering and shaving. He was half down the dormitory stairs, when he ran back up and grabbed the letter from under his pillow.
He ran all the way to the Great Hall and plopped down across from Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor table.
"Ron, why didn't you wake me?" He said sleepily.
Hermione answered. "Oh. uh… Ron and I woke up early and met in the….library, to uh…study." She said. Harry didn't know how much of this to believe but didn't really care because he was half a sleep.
"Oh." was is only reply as he reached for the plate of toast.
Then someone sat down next to him. It was Ginny. His mouth went dry. "Going for the scruffy look today are we?" She said jokingly, pouring herself a glass of orange juice, and smiling at him. Oh, that deadly, gorgeous, slightly mischievous smile. He loved it.
"I uh…woke up late" He explained then took a bit of toast.
"By the way Harry," Ginny said, "Your robes are buttoned wrong." She said laughing slightly, getting up, sanding behind him, and reaching around him to fix them. "There that's better." She said sitting back down.
"Ginny!" Ron said. "Stop being Mum." He said in Harry's defense. Not that he cared. She could put her arms around him any time she wanted. Although preferably not to fix his clothes but to remove them. "Whoa! Where did that come from?" he thought as he shook his head to make the thought go away.
Harry looked up at her. "Thanks." He said blushing at the thought he'd just had.
"No problem." Ginny said blushing too.
"It has to be her." He thought. They stared at each other for a long moment. What he wouldn't give to just reach out and kiss her right here, right now.
Across from him Hermione gave a small cough. Both Harry and Ginny looked at her. "Harry, what's that in your hand?" She asked. Harry realized the letter was still clutched in his hand. Suddenly Ginny went pale, Harry didn't see it.
"Nothing." Harry lied trying to hid it.
"Oh really?" Ron said raising an eyebrow at him, and making a grab for it.
"Ron!" Ginny said trying to save Harry's pride, and her own, "Leave Harry alone!" But it was to late. Ron had gotten it.
Ron gave Harry a hard time about the letter all day. He was friendly about it though. Ron finally quite at dinner that evening after a sharp kick in the shins from Hermione. Ginny hadn't turned up at dinner. Harry asked her why she had missed dinner while they were studying together later that night. All she had said was she wasn't hungry. Harry was unbelievably nervous, did she expect him to know who it was from, and to say something. Or would she? Or maybe it's not even from her. Then entire meeting went by as awkwardly as possible. Both being nervous and clumsy, bumping into each other every other second.
Harry was all to relived when curfew was called. They parted ways, and a short while later Harry lay in bed, hangings closed, and staring at the stone ceiling. "Ron? You awake?" He asked on the off chance he might be up.
"Yeah, actually I am." Ron said rolling onto his side, and pulling back his hangings enough to look out. He found Harry's face also peering out from behind his hangings.
"What are you still doing up?" Harry asked
"I dunno. Couldn't sleep I guess." He lied. "What are you still doing up." He asked in return.
"Ron, where do you think that letter came from? Or rather who did it come from?" Harry asked.
"Well…" Ron said smirking and thinking mockingly "Considering you're wanted by most of the straight female wizarding population, it could be anyone." He continued jokingly.
"Oh shut up Ron." Harry said chucking a pillow at him. Ron would never let go of the fact that Harry was listed on Witch Weekly's Most Eligible Batchers List and it had gotten worse when they had found out he was number one. "No Ron, I'm serious. It's driving me mad. It said we spend a lot of time together. I've been wracking my brain all day about it. Who could it be?" He said looking at it again.
Now it was Ron's turn to through the pillow back at Harry.
Harry 'Oufed'. "Hey! What was that for?" Harry asked surprised.
"For being a thick git that's what." Ron said. "I know you know who it is. Ginny. Think about it. A girl you spent a lot of alone time with. Other than Hermione that is. That leave Gin." He finished as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Has she said anything to you?" Harry asked.
"Oh…" Ron said doing his signature eyebrow lift. "You like her to?" He said smirking.
"What? She said something to you!?!" Harry asked impatiently.
"No, but its only obvious. She's liked you since she was only 10!" Ron said.
"I was under the impression that she was over me." Harry said trying to rationalize the whole situation.
"Harry. It's obvious. With the way she looks at you. And that bit of shameless flirting this morning at breakfast was just disturbing." Ron said. "and lately I have noticed you doing the same." He finished.
"So you really think its her?" Harry asked honestly wanting an answer from Ron.
"I'd bet my life on it Harry." Ron said truthfully and honestly. "I know she likes you, maybe even love you. And dare I say you may love her too." He said insightfully.
"Should I say something to her?" Harry said blushing slightly.
"Yes. I say you should tell her tomorrow, being valentines day and all. It's the perfect opportunity."
"Ron? When did you become so insightful eh mate?" Harry asked with a grin, mentally planning his day.
"I guess 'Mione is rubbing off on me more than I care to admit"
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A/n: Ok well chapter one was a many POV chapter. This was just Harry's POV, but next and maybe finally chapter is another many POV chapter. And be prepared for yet another small twist! Also I have chapter 3 typed I'm just holding it hostage, once I get it oh say….10 reviews for chapter 2 ill update. Sorry, but im a review hoe. Lol.
Lots of love and happy holidays!
